The rest all come to me, and we share a group hug. I’m happy to see Sam is part of it. I look at my Golden-Eyed Boy.
“How are you, Sam? Everyone getting along?”
“Yes. They are not so bad,” he answers, his words coming faster. He's clearly been working on it.
“Good. I’m elated that you all are getting closer.” I grin so wide it hurts my cheeks. “Now, I’ve got to go get ready for this concert Valley, me, and Cynthia are going to tonight.”
Frost opens his mouth. “Um, Killer, that’s not a good idea.”
“I’ll be with her. Jax is sending security too. She'll be fine,” Synn answers.
Frost just nods, staring into my eyes, his crystal-blues flashing. “Love you, Killer.”
“Love you too. All of you.” I leave the room, going to shower and get ready.
An actual concert—I’m so excited!
Once I’m clean, I stare into the mirror, making a face.
I want to look badass for this show. Since it’s an 80s band, I want to go old school with my look. But I have no clue how. Sighing, I go to the closet to see if there’s something sexy I can wear.
I rifle though my clothes, frowning. Nothing in here is quite right.
A knock on my door makes me jump a bit.
“Yeah?” I call.
“It’s me, bestie. I come bearing gifts,” Valley answers.
I wrap the towel around me tightly, then open the door. She's got an armful of clothes, and a small bag with stuff inside. She's also got a couple pairs of shoes.
She dumps it all on my bed. Picking up the bag, she carries that into the bathroom then returns to lay out the clothes neatly so we can see the selections.
“Since we’re going super-retro, I thought we could be 80s hair metal girls tonight. I'm going to do your hair and makeup,” Valley explains.
I hug her. “I totally wanted to do that—I just had no idea how. You rock!”
“Let’s pick your outfit first. You want to do a rock, goth, or a sexy look?” Valley asks, finger on her lips as she contemplates.
“Sexy rock girl!” I exclaim happily.
“Oh I was hoping you’d pick that choice. Girl, your guys are going to be so jelly.”
Valley giggles, grabbing a pair of jeans covered in holes. “These are skinny jeans, super tight. Pair these with a crop tee, maybe.”
I lean forward, swiping a ripped-up tee that says ‘Poison’ on the front. It's short and black.
“Yep. That's oversized, so you wear it off the shoulder. Do you have a strapless bra?” Valley asks.
I frown, unsure. “Let me check.”
I rifle through my underwear drawer, finding a bra that looks like a tube top. “Is this it?” I hold it up for her to see.
“Bingo. You totally need to wear these boots with it. So 80s.” Valley shows me a pair of black ankle boots with fringe hanging off the sides. “Suede, baby.”
I grin. “Love them.”
I snag everything, including the pair of panties I grabbed when I found the bra. Heading into the bathroom, I close the door and drop my towel. I have to wiggle to get into the jeans, hopping up and down to shimmy them over my hips. They fit like a second skin. I turn, checking out my ass. It looks perfect.
